No Mans Land

I went through the names in the cell phone for the last time reminiscing at every pause. My entire life was flashing before me, my childhood, my music, and the girls I loved. Yes I knew I would never see them again and yes I knew I would never hear that ballad again and yet there was this certain numbness which overcame my paranoia. They say you see light when you die, I only hoped there would be some good music too. I was going to be torn from this mortal world and thrown into the …unknown. A journey was to end for certain, but what enamored me was this childhood free-spiritedness to begin another one. I guess one lifetime isn’t enough to love and definitely not big enough to live. Time was effervescing fast but I was unhurried, perhaps caught between the avidity of this world and the alacrity of the one that awaited me.